"I could just stare at my gallery for hours. It's true what they say about fine art. It takes utterly refined sensibilities to truly appreciate it.
The way you all plead. Some for help, some for attention, others for release, others for escape. I find it so exquisitely satisfying. Perhaps it is because I look on your squirming, sealed bodies and think on all the trouble you caused me in the past.
You are all so precious and valuable. Talented enemies all; worthy enough to end up in my gallery. Although... not talented enough to avoid your fate. You can all this way to end up as a portrait in my Long Gallery after all. Just terrific.
Oh, the way you press your face so tight against that laminating layer. Maybe you have a friend who would compliment your form nicely... I simply must have more." 💞
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